She had planned to coax Charlotte to sleep then prepare her coursework. However, while she was doing so, she, too, fell asleep.
Not until her cell rang suddenly did Summer wake up from her slumber. She sat up groggily. After adjusting Charlotte's blanket, she walked out of the room muddleheaded and closed the door quietly behind her, careful not to wake Charlotte up.
Still very sleepy, Summer answered the phone, her eyes narrowly opened, "Hi, mom."
"My dear, how are Dean’s legs? It has been quite a while, has there been any improvement?"
The living room was pitch black, but she did not switch on the light because she felt it was unnecessary as she wanted to go into her room to sleep after the call.
She staggered forward with her eyes closed, led by her instincts, and replied, "Not yet, he's still recovering. I'm helping him with his daily leg strengthening exercise. I’ll let dad and you know if there’s any progress."
"Okay. So, how are you and Dean getting along?"
Summer steadied her hand on the phone, her eyes
remained closed, and she answered, "I've discussed with Dean, we decided to get married, but we haven't decided whether to have our wedding in Nokocola Bay or Santabaca. Could you help us choose a date? Then w e can work out the other details. It doesn't have to be too grand, and... it would be great if dad can help too..."
As she spoke, she sat down on the sofa instinctively. Nevertheless, she felt something warm and soft beneath her hips and suspected something was amiss.
She had obviously forgotten about Mark, who had been sleeping on the sofa. At that moment, she was sitting directly on top of his chest.
Summer opened her eyes to check her surroundings. Mark, who was on the sofa, wriggled. His dark pupils were like those of a beast, and they were burning with flames. Even though it was dark and the lights were off, his eyes were clearly visible.
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